Reverence

Oh,venerated pious phantoms

Wallowingin woeful worship,

Wouldyou know the difference between

Deferenceand self-respect?

 

Baskingin the adoration,

Yearningto be glorified,

Seekingprofound crowd-approval,

Knowingnot what to expect.

 

Herewe tip and toe the line.

Herewe wait and quiet stay.

Inthis house of humble homage

Honorbids us to obey.

 

Outthere where the world awaits

Withtalons drawn in malefaction

Glidesthe eagle of swift motion

Livingjust for satisfaction.

 

Inthe middle

Ofthe muddle

Wherewe lack in confidence,

Wemust walk in silent awe

Cloakedin earnest reverence.